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xtc - alex.00x0 lyrics

[intro]
heshthro

[chorus]
she keep running back ‘cause she want more (she want more)
she keep running back ‘cause she a wh0re
(pretty one that)
she latina, she mi amor
(she mi amor)
the xtc, it leave me sore
(xtc)
that b*tch want some more so i swag her out, she stay hard
i like asian shooters, think they better off with ars
that’s why i be spazzin’
f*ckin’ that b*tch in the back of a cabin
i don’t know why this b*tch be naggin’
getting the racks and i’m back and i’m
stacking, ain’t lacking, i’m f*cking that b*tch in the back of a conference room
b*tch, that’s just what conference do
that’s what circumference do when i’m kicking it with a b*tch who rude, oh
why you in a mood? oh
she still play my tunes, oh

[verse 1]
she got a cross on her neck but she still wanna f*ck
i been doing too much sh*t that risk my life, i think i ran out of luck
you been doing too much sh*t just for some approval, i think i’ma call him a crook, uh
48k my diamonds still real
b*tch i’m fasting, don’t need a meal
flexing yo money then donate a mil’
i wanna see how it feel
oh wait, i already know
getting that money, i already know
breaking the bank, i already know
got a new b*tch, i put her on hold
just like the rest, ‘cause she a hoe
don’t need to text her, i just know the lo’
my money be tall like a tower and your money be tall like a gnome
oh, but i already know
[chorus]
she keep running back ‘cause she want more (she want more)
she keep running back ‘cause she a wh0re
(pretty one that)
she latina, she mi amor
(she mi amor)
the xtc, it leave me sore
(xtc)
that b*tch want some more so i swag her out, she stay hard
i like asian shooters, think they better off with ars
that’s why i be spazzin’
f*ckin’ that b*tch in the back of a cabin
i don’t know why this b*tch be naggin’
getting the racks and i’m back and i’m
stacking, ain’t lacking, i’m f*cking that b*tch in the back of a conference room
b*tch, that’s just what conference do
that’s what circumference do when i’m kicking it with a b*tch who rude, oh
why you in a mood? oh
she still play my tunes, oh

[verse 2]
she still smell my fumes, oh
bad b*tch, looney tunes
aye, taking a step out just to smoke some loud
she pull up to my house yelling oh, call that
linkin’ loud
yeah, make a new spot, call it “only hoes” like a f*cking owl
yeah, b*tch, i pull up, take my pills and leave, i’m taking out
hold up, i got a balenci’ b*tch
yeah, i put a b*tch right on my fit
never carry cash, i got a lint
if you wanted that, then you can take it, uh
yeah, coupe, riding wagon
getting this paper, you know that i’m stacking
got about a hundred bands right on my jacket, yeah
eating some edibles, got me a packet
she keep running back, but f*ck that wh0re
i do not pull up to stores
i got a b*tch who be doing my chores
uppin’ yo chopper, get put to the floor
x, t, c, like they is some letters
she gonna f*ck me if i’m gonna let her
how you switch up on the gang? i could never
up up bl!cks, up up barrettas
she wanna die in my arms, yeah
all of these drugs don’t harm
got me a bag with a the go*goyard
live under a rock, ‘cause i’m a star
three shots*, three shots in the chamber
balenci’ paint, you know i’m a stainer
i got a chopper, you know it’s a rainer
pinkpantheress, you feel the pain, uh

- alex 00x0 lyrics

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